[Intro] [Instrumental] [Verse] A thin line turns inside the room Your hand finds mine, then lets it move Small signals cross the open air We disappear, but stay aware [Chorus] Hold to the shape, don't break the thread Leave every word just slightly unsaid You pull me close, then change the view The space between becomes a blue [Instrumental] [Bridge] No destination, only tone A moving point we call our own If the pattern bends, let it bend Stay for the turn, stay to the end [Outro] [Instrumental]
